April 17th, 1949

David, Jr. asked me once, what my favorite birthday's were. The first was my 40th, when Dave, Sr. gave me a surprise party, but the other was this one. I was nine and my birthday fell on Easter Sunday. My dad thought this was a pretty big deal. So, we went shopping together for a complete outfit. My aunt Florence made the dress, but we picked out and bought the shoes, socks, coat and hat. It was quite an event and I've never forgotten it. Those are ribbons hanging from my braids, not price tags hanging from the hat.